Sunday, June 21, 2009

I can't sleep. I guess I'm on some sort of train of thought and I am nowhere near my destination, therefore, I cannot get off. So what do I do? Well, I get up, turn my lamp on and awaken my computer. Starting with signing on to the internet, I find my new favorite blog, get to the page I'm on, put some Bat For Lashes (pictured above) on my iTunes, and read where I left off. What will I do when I'm finished reading his blog? Let's hope another blog finds its way to me so I can keep learning and pushing forward in my quest for finding interesting people out there in the world. I think knowing them even in this small way makes me cooler. A little bit?

12 Weeks: The baby is capable of vigorous activity. He or she can kick, turn feet, curl and fan toes, make a fist, move thumbs, bend wrists, turn the head, open the mouth, and press the lips tightly together. Breathing has begun.

13 Weeks (End of the First Trimester): The baby is prettier, and the facial expression resembles the parents’. Movements are graceful, reflexes vigorous. The vocal cords are formed, although without air the baby cannot cry. The sex organs are apparent.

4 Months: The baby can grasp with his or her hands, swim, and turn somersaults.

4-5 Months: The mother first feels the baby move.

5 Months: Sleeping habits are noticeable. A slammed door will result in activity. The child responds to sounds in frequencies too high of low for adults to hear.

6 Months (End of the Second Trimester): Fine hair grows on the eyebrows and head. Eyelash fringe appears. The baby’s weight is about 640 g (1 lb, 6oz), and height is 23 cm (9 inches). Babies born at this age have survived.

9 Months: The child triggers labor, and birth occurs, usually 255-275 days after conception. Of the 45 generations of cell divisions before adulthood, 41 have taken place. Four more will come during the rest of childhood and adolescence.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

This is the first all-nighter of many this summer. Why I haven't been able to successfully make myself stay up all night yet in the month and some odd that I've been home is beyond me. (beyond everything.)

My ears are ringing with the sounds of everything sparkly, heavy, and melodic. Seriously, I think the combination of Adrian Martinez (well, by help of his blog) and 4AM is the secret to finding the best tunes in this world or the next and one after. I am in a jam band daze. And I've noticed that I'm slowly moving away from slower, more harmonized music like Fleet Foxes and Andrew Bird and turning towards the loud and delightful, feet-stomping music like The Asteroids Galaxy Tour, the Plasticines, the Sounds, and Razorlight. These and many more are just blowing my mind right now. Consider your(future)self educated about these and more; a playlist is coming soon.

Here I am, Brooklyn Wagner, and I've come to do what I do. Make a list.

"Things I am going to do in the near future."

1. Get second piercings in my ears.

2. Have a mother F&$*%7#@ tea party!

3. Not curse.

4. Learn how to make my grandmother's lasagna.

5. See the movie Harold and Maude.

6. Take my driver's test

7. See Away We Go <3

8. Buy me a pair of Skullcandy headphones.

9. Get some fabric (sewing adventures!)

10. Go to salvation mountain with courtney and WHOEVER else wants to come.

11. And, of course, pay a visit to Pondo. :)

I'm gonna work hard to make all these (and more) happen. Check ya's later, sugar tits.

(found this one today at whatgoogleknows.com. Go if you know what's good for you. Google does.)

Okay, so seriously there is so much I could blog about right now.

I could list those things. But then. Well. I don't want to because it would ruin the surprise! Because I know all of you open my page and are like OH LORD WHAT! STOP THE GRAVY TRAIN, THIS SURPRISE WAS A DOOZY.

Is what you think. And feel. (I have the song "Electric Feel" by MGMT stuck in my head.)

A little fyi about me, I am a list maker. If you didn't know that already. Also, I am very similar to mitchell davis. MMITCHELLDAVISS. If you didn't know that already, too.

This will be one of those blogs where I say nothing in particular about anything, and therein lies the true essence of my thought process. Oh, what do they call it? Well, it's some really smart term. My friend Adam calls it "Verbal Diarrhea" however, I would not say that's what I do exactly. It's a stream of consciousness out loud. It's whats going on inside my head, thought after thought, in order, just eloquently phrased. I think it, I say it. I'm skilled and hardly even sound like a fool anymore. (not.) Its what I do best. (ha.)

(I tried googling it, okay.)

I'm probably going to stay up all night. Again. I do this a lot. But when it has nothing to do with Finalz WeEk, then I'm okay. (I still hate you finals week. But we'll see how things turn out in the fall when I kick your ass-looking face and I shake all your babies.)

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Today feels like a new day. I'm not entirely sure why. This may be due to the fact that I did not sleep a wink last night as I finished editing a 30 minute video for a couple of my friends for their economics class in high school. It took nearly three hours to process. And 15 minutes to burn. -_- Anything to help them graduate. (Sidenote: iMovie, you are a huge B word. HUGE.) Or maybe its because I had a rather large mug of coffee as soon as I woke up from the whole attempt at "catching up on sleep" thing this afternoon. However, as my best friend so wisely says, "There's no such thing as catching up on sleep." Really, there isn't. But there is sleep. Just at a different time. Or for a longer amount of time. Which I definitely accomplished, I think. Maybe the new day feeling is due to those two ibuprofen's my grandmother so graciously offered me today along with the coffee. I do know that this feeling is not because of the atrocious meal of hot cheeto's that I had last night. But I do know that for feeling like a new day, it's rather late in the day to even be saying this. Maybe tomorrow can be a new day, too.

Also, I'm thinking about breaking the house phone. I don't know who you are person calling from the ACLU and whoever it is trying to sell us insurance. Stop calling. We don't like you.

This picture made my night. Perhaps even my tomorrow. I found it whiles reading through the archives of the ever spirited Katy Perry. Go! Read! Here!

I never really thought I'd ever be a fan of Kitty. Not ever. But, I kind of like how she thinks. I feel like we'd have really good conversations. Also, I wish I was brave enough to have the style that she decides to have. Its insane and silly and incredible. That's what I think anyway.

Tonight, I downloaded some music. Its new, its good, go get it.

- The Asteroids Galaxy Tour and their EP "Around The Bend" (I actually heard about this from Katy Perry's blogstylings.)